View From The Northern Wall: Small Stone #30

Monday, January 30, 2012

Small Stone #30

The Wee Folk of Eilenburg Castle in Saxony celebrate a marriage.

Who Knew This Would Happen

The veil between worlds
is torn now. The small folk peer
around this corner.

January 30, 2012 7:34 AM

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HarlequinFebruary 2, 2012 at 6:38 PM
quite lovely.
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The chicken crossed the road. That's poultry in motion.

The View From The Northern Wall

Some years ago my poetry took on a mythic flavor and I became a character in my own poems, a mage, "the man of the Northern Wall". This apellation is not completely fictional. My middle name is Noordwal, a Dutch term for north wall, though in current Dutch it mainly means north bank as in riverbank. I was told that an ancestor, a Portugese Jew escaping the Inquisition, settled in a small Dutch town and took this name from where he settled, near the north wall of the town. I have thought for a long time that -wal meant wall, think my mother told me that. A linguist might say that my usage is no longer common, is an older usage, but then the Inquisition happened in Portugal a few centuries ago, right around the time the Moors lost control of the Iberian Peninsula and the Jews lost the modest protection given them by Islam. Now I write as this mage, my poetry persona.

View From The Northern Wall

Monday, January 30, 2012

Small Stone #30

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